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Chronos enters. As silent as ever he sits down at a table in the corner of the tavern and orders a drink. He crosses his legs and then opens a book. He then murmurs to himself "where was I hmm… Ah, Time is an illusion… " one can only wonder how he can concentrate in a tavern as lively as an ogres empty stomach.
The last time I danced, m'lady, the poor lass had to wear her father's armored boots so that I wouldn't hobble her for life. If it's a matter of just nodding to the rhythm, fine. If it's for show, no.
The Town's loud Tavern Wench calls for a Traditional Medieval Dance of which inept Sapphire accepted. Sapphire attempts a dance or what looks like an exercise in awkwardness that leaves everyone flabbergasted. Sapphire is sorely unlucky! Sapphire is hurt while trying the Dancing Skill.
I've had to grab many a branch to get away from a fierce animal in the woods. Today, I'm proud to show off my prowess and maybe my arse, if I should go toppling!.